Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Horny and angry.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

At the close of work, Jared was already waiting outside the restaurant to drive me home.

"Your Mr. perfect is here," Rebecca announced, her head peeking through my office door.

"Go away, Rebecca," I replied smiling.

"Alright, alright," Rebecca giggled and left.

I hurriedly parked up as I would rather not keep Jared waiting. Walking outside, I met him leaning on his car, waiting for me.

"And how was work today, Mrs. Smith?" He asked, the moment I got to him.

"Hectic as usual."

"You wouldn't stop if I asked you to, right?" He teased, taking my handbag.

"Not in this world," I responded. My job was my life, and I couldn't imagine life without my profession.

"Here, let me help you get in," he said, outstretching his other hand. I took it, and got into the set beside the drivers.

Jared got in beside me, strapping his seat belt in place. I expected him to start the car, but he turned to me instead, a serious expression on his face.

"Arielle," he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. "I haven't been much of a good husband to you lately. I know that. All I ask is for your understanding. It's... it's because I'm looking out for Sofia."

The words made my stomach churn. I could already feel my defenses rising. "I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to her," Jared continued, his facial expression unreadable. "She's in my care. My family, her family-everyone expects me to protect her, like I always have. I know I've never explained this to you, but Sofia's mother saved my mom's life, Arielle. That's how our families became connected. I've never told you this before because I didn't want to burden you with it. But it seems... my way wasn't right. I'm sorry, love."

Every other thing Jared said faded into the background, as I pondered on his revelation. This must explain his deep loyalty and zeal to look out for Sofia.

grown into something larger, something that always pulled Jared

you there?" Jared

yes," I responded, blinking. I

said, his gaze more intense now, searching mine, "do you think my

you think you might be indulging her a little too much? I mean, I understand you two have a past together, your families are friends, and you feel the need to protect because

You see, Sofia is needy, but trust me she was never like this. She's pregnant, and the pregnancy hormone has been

hormone was not to blame. Sofia is a spoiled brat in actual sense, but I held myself. Jared was trying, and it would be cruel to escalate things further. I was

Smith? Will you

was unpredictable, and I can't make promises that I

gaze darkening as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "Come on,

on her best behavior, I wouldn't hesitate to express

in my throat as Jared lowered his head, his lips pressing against the soft skin of my neck. I froze, my body tensing under the sudden jolt of sensation. "Jared..."

his breath warm and teasing as he traced the curve of my neck. "Promise?" he whispered, his voice a low, enticing murmur. "Jared,

a circular movement with his tongue, and

I promise," I moaned in surrender, when he left

of reasoning at that moment, as Jared attacked the walls of my mouth. I greedily opened up to him, letting him do justice to

good foreplay, romance, and even sex with Jared was? He was an expert in matters of the bed, and he always left me satiated after every session of love making. Sofia's

progressed, and I moaned loudly when Jared reached for my

out in your restaurant parking lot, do you?" Jared chided, even

mouth, my body aching with need as I thrust

halting our sexual escapade. Jared froze, and let the phone ring to

groaned, leaning away from me. He took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at the screen, and his face fell. "What's wrong? Who's calling?" I

me, hesitated, before responding, "It's

my eyes, and sat up in the

"I'm sorry, Arielle. We..."

I said, my voice cold and

and straightened his

was horny and angry. Of all the times to call, Sofia had to call in the middle of a make out. Making me wonder if she was all out to ruin every atone and intimate moment I had with